The time will come for us to part But with you I will leave my heart I???ll miss the smell of your skin All that has been Your kiss on my lips Your hands on my hips All that was, can be all that is Everything about you now I???ll miss I???d run into your arms Run away from harm You were always there The one who really cared My heart I give to you You really knew Now I leave And I will grieve I love you We aren???t two Were one together Soaring together light as a feather
Siren Singing to the world She sings and twirls Beckoning to mankind Making them blind Leading them to death Leading them to their last breath This is the siren as you see But the siren is not much more than a pretty faced banshee Sailors have crumbled at her melodious sounds She???s brought many of to the sea to drown Ruler of sky She leads all to die The siren is what she be Is that the siren I see?
What the Sea Thinks
The wind blows through the trees Ruffling the leaves But what does it matter to me? I???m just the sea I can???t go on land Alone I cannot stand There are many creatures inside me But I???d like to be above thee Maybe the sky Where everything would fly high Or maybe the land Where I could meet dry sand I am only the sea That???s what I???ll always be But that doesn???t matter to me What matters is what I can be
To Escape
The easiest way to escape is to die So that???s why I try They send me to people Therapists who think I???m a fool But what do I care For the world my death would be fair Gone from the face of this planet So I tell them, ???Can it!??? To escape is to die Many people ask why But I???ve found another way It???s to find your love today That person???s your anchor for this land Being in love, not dead, is grand
If I die what will you do? Will you cry and cry, And say she was a good person too, Or will you sit and watch in the back Showing that love is something you lack, Or will you sit in the shadows with a breaking heart. Not letting anyone know it is tearing you apart, If I die what will you do? The answer to this question I pursue. . .